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Niall Horan, Maren Morris – Seeing Blind

TODAY — Pictured: Maren Morris on Friday, March 8, 2019 — (Photo by: Nathan Congleton/NBC/NBCU Photo Bank)

Lyrics

I have seen, seen it all in paper dreams
Watched it all full on the screen
But never understood
I have heard, have heard you speak a million words
Now you’re talking to me first
Never thought you would

Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind

I was young, my heart was always on the run
But you made lovin’ fun
I never knew it could be, ey
I see you from a different point of view
Feel it’s too good to be true
I found my missing piece

Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, no

Oh, my, my
When I look into your eyes
It’s a sight I can’t describe
Oh, I must be seeing blind

Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, I must be seeing blind

Source: MusixmatchSongwriters: Ruth Anne Cunningham / Niall Horan / Matthew Smith Radosevich

Seeing Blind lyrics © These Are Songs Of Pulse, These Are Pulse Songs, Radassyouvich, Njh Publishing Limited, The Family Pulse

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Niall Horan, Maren Morris – Seeing Blind

TODAY — Pictured: Maren Morris on Friday, March 8, 2019 — (Photo by: Nathan Congleton/NBC/NBCU Photo Bank)

Lyrics

I have seen, seen it all in paper dreams
Watched it all full on the screen
But never understood
I have heard, have heard you speak a million words
Now you’re talking to me first
Never thought you would

Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind

I was young, my heart was always on the run
But you made lovin’ fun
I never knew it could be, ey
I see you from a different point of view
Feel it’s too good to be true
I found my missing piece

Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, no

Oh, my, my
When I look into your eyes
It’s a sight I can’t describe
Oh, I must be seeing blind

Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise
And I can’t believe my eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh no, my, you are too good to be all mine
Now I’m looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind
Oh, I must be seeing blind

Source: MusixmatchSongwriters: Ruth Anne Cunningham / Niall Horan / Matthew Smith Radosevich

Seeing Blind lyrics © These Are Songs Of Pulse, These Are Pulse Songs, Radassyouvich, Njh Publishing Limited, The Family Pulse

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Dolly Parton – What Will Baby Be? – with Maura O’Connell on backing vocals #Nashville

Provided to YouTube by Columbia Nashville What Will Baby Be · Dolly Parton Slow Dancing With The Moon ℗ 1993 Sony Music Entertainment Inc. Released on: 1993-02-23 Producer: Steve Buckingham Background Vocal, Vocal Arranger: Richard Dennison Background Vocal: Jenifer O’Brien-Enoch Assistant Producer: Cari Landers Background Vocal: Howard Smith Background Vocal: Vicki Hampton Unknown: Carlos Grier Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Gary Paczosa Guitar, Mandolin: Steve Gibson Assistant Engineer: Craig White Fiddle, Mandolin: Jimmy Mattingly Assistant Engineer: John David Parker Assistant Engineer: John Kunz Acoustic Guitar: Bruce Watkins Assistant Engineer: Wayne Morgan Electric Guitar: Kent Wells Assistant Engineer: John Hurley Steel Guitar: John Hughey Steel Guitar: Sonny Garrish Mastering Engineer: Denny Purcell Steel Guitar: Paul Franklin Harmonica, Percussion: Terry McMillan Drums: Steve Turner Keyboards: Michael Davis Piano: Paul Hollowell Piano: John Barlow Jarvis Piano: Mitch Humphries Accordion: Joey Miskulin Bass: Paul Uhrig Uilleann Pipes: Paddy Corcoran Auto-generated by YouTube.

Lyrics

A young couple marries, already fighting
Along comes baby makin’ them three
Trouble’s all he hears from the time he’s in didies
Baby don’t know just what to believe

Angry words and spiteful actions
Baby’s gonna cut his teeth on these
If that’s gonna be the main attraction
What will the baby be, what will baby be

Baby needs love and needs direction
Baby’s first school is the family
For they are only a reflection
Of the things they see, what will baby be

What will baby be after baby is grown
What will baby do if baby don’t know what’s right or wrong
Got to show them love, got to teach them truth
‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up
Well, that depends entirely on me and you
Depends entirely on me and you

Baby thinks God is just a curse word
Never said a prayer ’cause he’s never been taught
They remember and repeat what they’ve heard
So I ask who’s really at fault

So many questions, so few answers
So many lessons we don’t teach
Stumbling through like clumsy dancers
What will baby be, what will baby be

What will baby be after baby is grown
What will baby do when baby is out there on his own
Teach the children how to be all they should be
‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up
Depends entirely on you and me
Depends entirely on you and me
What will baby be

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Dolly Parton

What Will Baby Be lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Daniel O’Donnell – Come Back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff by Percy French #Cavan 🇮🇪 😀 with thanks to RTE

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Daniel performs the popular Irish ballad by Percy French at the Green Glens Arena in Millstreet, County Cork on New Year’s Eve 1994.

Lyrics

The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say

But I know the lie of it still; Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea And stop when halfway to Cootehill. ‘Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough When fortune has come to me call, Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff And the blue sky is over it all. And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff Are whispering over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. My mother once told me that when I was born The day that I first saw the light, I looked down the street on that very first morn And gave a great crow of delight. Now most newborn babies appear in a huff, And start with a sorrowful squall, But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff And that’s why I smiled on them all. The baby’s a man, now he’s toil-worn and tough Still, whispers come over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. The night that we danced by the light of the moon, Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute, When Phil threw his lip over Come Again Soon, He’s dance the foot out o’ yer boot! The day that I took long Magee by the scruff For slanderin’ Rosie Kilrain, Then, marchin’ him straight out of Ballyjamesduff, Assisted him into a drain. Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff, Of whisperings over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. I’ve loved the young women of every land, That always came easy to me; Just barrin’ the belles of the Black-a-moor brand And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, And never will addle me brain, For the bells will be ringin’ in Ballyjamesduff For me and me Rosie Kilrain! And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff A whisper comes over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. Encore verse I’ve struck oil at last! I’ve struck work, and I vow I’ve struck some remarkable clothes, I’ve struck a policeman for sayin’ that now, I’d go back to my beautiful Rose. The belles they may blarney, the boys they may bluff But this I will always maintain, No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain. I’ve paid for my passage, the sea may be rough But borne on each breeze there will be, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.

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Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough Donegal 😎

Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”

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Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough #donegal

Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”

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Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough #donegal

Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”

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